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the Loblolly Boy - September 23rd

from The Selfish Years by the Loblolly Boy

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Recorded in the Brewster House shed.

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I remember the first time I saw her
On the hillside by Norma’s corner
It was late September and the skies hung with mortar
The spark was so bright it didn’t matter

The steeple rung out my chest
Of all my insecurities and it made me forget my duties
We watched the leaves dance from the trees to that melody
“Oh, how I wish they had a song for me”
As I stretch a smirk and started to scheme

Oh please, Amelie, remember me.
I’ll be in the belfry, teaching them to sing
With all my might from the rope in the ceiling

Autumn fell into winter
And the nights they grew long from the dusk to dawn
Our affection grew bright like the embers from the fire
And jumped into the snow to melt the spring

I worked hard through the summer
Playing them loss songs for the soldiers in their narrow homes
The hillsides burnt bright like her cheaks under my lips
“Oh, how I wish you had a song for me.”
As I held out my hand with the ring.

Oh please, Amelie, remember me.
Won’t you keep me company and make these bells sing
For all our lives from the rope in the ceiling

They sent me to war and left me dead there on the shore
Then they heard me calling your name and put me on the next boat hom
But I found her sprawled out there like a dove at the bottom of the church stairs
With a note held in her hand with written words she didn’t understand

I laid her down in the earth
On the 23rd of September, the day I would have wed her.
“Oh won’t you sing my song to help me sleep.”
Those were the last words she said to me

Oh please, Amelie, remember me.
‘Cause I’ll be in the belfry, making these bells sing
My throat held tight with the rope in the ceiling
Flying high so I can see you, baby.

They found me swinging with no breath left in me
But somehow the notes where lingering
Its for her that these bells will always ring

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from The Selfish Years, track released February 1, 2009
Luke Kalloch- Vox/Guitar

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